The air in the Forest of Death seemed to freeze into cold amber the instant the genjutsu dissipated.
The cheers of survival that had echoed to the skies just a second ago came to an abrupt halt the moment the crystalline droplet appeared at Hozuki Gengetsu's fingertip.
That drop of water was too small.
So small that against the backdrop of the brutal battlefield, it was almost negligible.
Yet the instant that droplet condensed, Hyuga Hiashi's Byakugan sent the most shrill, frenzied warning to his brain!
In his field of vision, it was no longer a drop of water.
It was a miniature black hole collapsing wildly, compressing unimaginable Chakra energy! Even the surrounding light was warped by its pull, forming visible ripples. That ultimate killing intent, condensed to a single point, was like an invisible ice awl that precisely stabbed between his brows from hundreds of meters away.
Danger!
Deadly danger!
Hyuga Hiashi's blood nearly froze in an instant. He wanted to move, to twist aside, to activate Rotation, to do something.
But he could not.
Leading the entire clan in that saturated assault had already drained his last shred of strength. More importantly, what that droplet had locked onto was an absolute concept that surpassed neural reaction speed...
"Heh heh, to force this old man to use this move, you should feel honored, brat of the Hyuga."
Hozuki Gengetsu's flippant voice drifted through the wind like the whisper of the Death God.
He lightly flicked his index finger.
There was no sound.
No tearing of air, no howling Chakra.
That droplet simply vanished into thin air.
No, it had not vanished!
Hyuga Hiashi's Byakugan vision contracted frantically. He caught it! At a speed that utterly defied physical laws, the droplet became a thin water line nearly impossible to